Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 62
The green Yang Jiao cicadas are overwhelmed by crows, and there is a touch of rosy clouds in the distant mountains.

Stepping into the spring forest, the clouds and shadows are chaotic, and the fairy dogs bark at the peach blossoms across the stream.

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As the spring approached, the spring in Linjiang Mansion became more and more pleasant.

An Le dressed in Tsing Yi, wearing a green mountain ink pool on her waist, followed Ye Chong out of the Lin Mansion, and boarded the luxurious chariot that had been prepared long ago.

The wheels are rolling and rustling, all the way out of the city of Lin'anfu, the green water and green mountains are smudged by the spring, which has a special taste.

Ye Wenxi, Ye Yinping, Lin Zhuifeng, and Lin Jiumei, who wanted to trace the painting but was forced to come, sat in the car behind.

Two luxurious chariots headed all the way towards Wumiao.

An Le put down the curtains, and the romantic spring scenery outside the city can be seen, and the mood of the whole person is quite bright.

Ye Chong's whole body exudes an aura of iron and blood. Even if he is sitting in the chariot, he still keeps his back straight, maintaining the posture of a soldier walking out of a strictly disciplined team at all times.

There was a charcoal stove in the chariot to boil water, and it was equipped with high-quality Longjing tea leaves. Ye Chong didn't seem to know how to make tea, so Anle took a teacup and started brewing fragrant tea.

The interior of the carriage was quite quiet, only the sound of boiling water and the rustling of An Le washing and making tea.

One time of water, two times of tea, three times and four times is the essence.

Anle brewing tea is not a professional, but it also knows a little bit.

The green tea water was like emerald, and An Le pushed the teacup towards Ye Chong.

"Brother Ye, please drink tea."

An Le said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ye Chong clasped his fists and said seriously, then raised the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

It's just a cup of tea, but he drank the pleasure of old rice wine.

An Le smiled, and drank it all in one gulp. Incidentally, he tipped the teacup upside down to signal him to drink it clean.

Seeing this, Ye Chong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth on his stern face, revealing a cruel arc.

After drinking together, the tranquility of the carriage was broken, Ye Chong said: "The last time Mr. An refused the invitation of the guardian of the Sixth Mountain at the Sixth Mountain, he is determined to win the little holy decree, so that I will admire you."

"Brother Ye is an upright person, and it really makes people feel happy to praise others."

An Le smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Chong pursed the corners of his cold lips, and said, "Brother An, let me tell you about the details of watching the Wukui Stone in the Wu Temple."

"I would like to hear more about it." An Le poured the tea himself and said seriously.

"Actually, there are not many details to tell, just a little."

"Miss told you that the Wukui stone was poured from the blood of Wukui in the past generations of the Wu Temple, so it contains a majestic pressure of blood and blood. Facing the coercion of Wukui, don't think about anything related to refining gods. , let alone arouse the mind to resist."

Ye Chong is serious and serious.

"The Academy of Arts and the Temple of Martial Arts were founded by the first emperor who returned to one from all over the world. The Wukui Stone, as the most precious treasure of the town temple, has existed for nearly ten thousand years. Over the long years, dozens of Wukui elites have been born in the Wu Temple. Blood poured into Wukui Stone, and the aura contained in it is as fierce as a shining sun."

"Even if it is the mind of a cultivator who transcends the five realms, once it gets close, it will be burned and damaged."

"Brother An is a talent for refining magic, but it's better to suppress the mind if you can suppress it."

"Of course there is one more point. Although the Wenyuan refines the gods and the martial arts temple exercises the body. Although the two exist at the same time because of the emperor, they have also competed for thousands of years. Just like the continued civil and martial arts competitions, Wu Kuishi has spirits. Following this mentality of fighting for the top, offending one's mind will naturally offend Wu Kuishi, not to mention helping to sort out martial arts, even if he can't even comprehend half a word of martial arts."

Ye Chong said.

An Le was surprised, she really didn't know these secrets in her heart.

"This Wu Kuishi... is so willful?"

Ye Chong pursed his lips, solemnly: "It's just so willful."

"Or it should be...the purity of martial arts." An Le suddenly smiled.

Ye Chong couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, looking out the window, the sky was filled with spring scenery, and the corners of his cold lips curved even more.

Mr. An is good at talking.

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Wumiao is not in the city, so I drove on the official road outside the city for about an hour, and walked along a small road for a while, suddenly I saw steep mountains and the sound of rushing rivers.

Looking from a distance, you can see a stone monument archway rising from the ground, standing between the mountains.

The carriage stopped in front of the stele archway, and Ye Chong and An Le got out of the carriage one after another.

After the rain, the Jianghan is long and the waves are long, and the sun shines on the mountain peaks to rise the phoenix.

The continuous mountain peaks and rivers converge into a unique landscape picture.

An Le stood outside the stone stele archway, looking towards the mountain pass, his mind was slightly shaken after entering the refined world, and he felt that the green mountain pass, just for a moment, seemed to be shrouded in scorching energy and blood.

Hot, blazing, boiling, majestic... Like an active volcano ready to go, it spews out a heat wave that rushes into the sky and shatters the sky.

The undisguised qi and blood carried the ultimate impact and terror.

Anle took a deep breath and calmed down.

Ye Chong glanced at him, said nothing, and walked towards the middle of the mountain pass with a bit of solemnity and pilgrimage.

An Le followed behind him, the two of them didn't speak a word, like a couple of good friends meeting for an outing.

Maybe it was because of the proximity to the river, or a sneaky spring rain in the mountains. The mountain road was quite muddy, and the boots stepped on it, stained with mud and dust.

In the distance, clouds and mists shrouded, and Jiang Que and many octagonal and double-eaved Qionglou palaces were vaguely visible.

After walking for a while, I arrived at a martial arts field in Jiangque Qionglou.

The Qingshi Martial Arts Arena was in full swing, and the shouts and shouts were like thunder after a cloud.

An Le looked around, and saw a lot of strong figures in short coats performing martial arts and boxing, with blood surging like a mountain fire.

"These are some warriors in the army. They perform martial arts in the martial arts temple. They use the energy and blood accumulated in the martial arts temple for thousands of years to hone their bodies, which is beneficial to the improvement of martial arts."

Ye Chong introduced to An Le.

An Le took a glance, and saw that there were more than a dozen wisps of time swaying enchantingly on these practitioners, and their eyes froze slightly.

Some of these warriors in the army are not even as good as the young masters of the Lin family in terms of cultivation, but they are a little bit older than the young masters of the Lin family in terms of age.

Obviously, these warriors who sharpened their knives and stained blood on the battlefield have all had outstanding achievements in life and death.

After not staying for long, An Le followed Ye Chong and continued on. The Wu Temple occupies a very large area, and there are people with strong vitality and blood, and there are also soldiers with armor and swords.

Ye Chong clasped fists with them one by one, and those people also returned the courtesy. As for An Le... These people are not familiar with them, and they are still dressed as literati, so they don't bother to pay attention.

After walking for a while, passing many Jiangque Qionglou, suddenly there was the sound of the rushing river in my ears, like the roar of thunder and thunder, and the clang of chains colliding with each other.

chain?

An Le was puzzled, and suddenly opened up in front of her eyes, and there was a facing cliff, and the cliff and the cliff were facing each other, and there was a rushing torrent below!

Shuangjian rushes to fight the jade dragon, the floating cloud locks the emerald thousand!
Looking up, there are flying locks hanging between the cliffs, and the chains are intertwined into a net, hanging above the torrent that suddenly turns up the white waves.

His eyes were instantly attracted. In the middle of the torrent, there was actually a huge jagged stone about two feet high and blood-colored. Just by looking at it, one could feel the rolling heat waves, like a peerless warrior sitting on the top of a peak, looking out at the world.

This strange stone is connected at the center of the densely packed chains.

Each thick chain, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, bundles strange rocks, and there are three or two figures sitting, standing, or standing on it.

"This is the Wukuishi."

Ye Chong stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking at the strange rock bound by chains, a blaze appeared on his cold face.

An Le took a deep breath, what a Wukui stone!

An Le never probed with her mind, and she didn't even dare to release her mind.

Several piercing sounds resounded.

A Taoist figure galloped towards him, and the tyrannical Qi and blood kept approaching.

One person was covered with armor, and a big black iron bow was dropped on his back. The tyrannical Qi and blood continued to roar, echoing the rushing in the stream.

"Get the peace of the little holy decree?"

The person who came was the Zhong family of the Shun Dynasty, the fierce general of the Zhong family who fought for the qualifications of the sixth mountain back then.

"Mr. An, it's a pleasure to meet you." Zhong Shunchao cupped his fists and bowed.

Anle is also a gift in return.

Ye Chong nodded slightly: "Madam asked me to take him to see the Wukuishi."

Zhong Shunchao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "I just cast the spirit bone, so it's a waste of opportunity to visit the Wukui Stone, right? If you step into the four realms or five realm bottlenecks and then come to watch the stone and sort out your own martial arts, you have a great chance to see the way to break through the realm." .”

"Could it be that this son came here to see the stone and learn the martial arts?"

Ye Chong didn't say much, just looked at An Le, clasped his fists and said, "I've already told you about the details that you should pay attention to when watching martial arts."

"Mr. An, please."

Zhong Shunchao on the side didn't say a word, and he also admired and appreciated him for daring to refuse the opportunity of the mountain guard and want to fight for the happiness of a small holy order.

But he knew that An Le's body forging practice was only able to forge a spiritual bone in the Sixth Mountain. This kind of cultivation... probably couldn't even be done within a hundred meters of Wukui Stone.

The closer you are to combing martial arts, the better the effect, and the greater the probability of obtaining martial arts.

Of course, it doesn't all depend on cultivation, but also depends on the degree of resonance with Wu Kui's essence and blood on Wu Kui stone.

In the past ten thousand years, there has never been a peerless arrogance who has no cultivation, but has set foot within a hundred meters of Wukui Stone.

Thousands of years ago, there was the Tianjiao of the Xiang family, and later there were the gods and men of the Lu family...

The world is magnificent, and there are always some people who are beyond common sense.

Therefore, the Chong Shun Dynasty did not think that An Le could not be successful.

There was a rustling sound, and several shadows came slowly.

Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping's sisters climbed to the edge of the cliff, and Lin Zhuifeng, wearing a fire stick, jumped excitedly and dragged the helpless Lin Qingyin.

Zhong Shunchao was surprised, but greeted them one by one.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the iron chain beside the cliff, all curious in their hearts, what kind of performance this young man who received the small holy order on the sixth mountain can do in front of the Wukuishi.

But he saw a young man in green shirt with a sword on his waist, walking up to a thick chain, standing there for a moment, then raised his foot to the chain, and walked towards the strange stone in the center.

Ok? !

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

In the middle of the two cliffs, the Wukui stone entwined with thousands of locks suddenly flashed red, and the blood suddenly rushed up like a wolf smoke!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

All the chains are shaking violently at this moment!
The torrential flow in the river exploded into shocking spray, which wet the Tsing Yi walking on the chains.

But I saw a majestic sword energy suddenly rising from the young man in Tsing Yi, and the brilliant sword light split into two, two into three, and three into ten thousand.

Like a flower blooming behind the young man in green.

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